March is such an interesting time. Change, transition, anarchy. This time last week the ground was covered in snow, icicles were falling from buildings and I was bundled up in a million layers. This week: I'm riding around with the windows down wearing cardigans and printed leggings. Because it's almost spring and I hate coats. Pictured above: giant fake plants in Silver Spring covered in snow; naked secret statues in Takoma Park covered in snow; and the back of my building while Rosie was sprinting in snowy circles last Friday morning.